Protected by the shell of home
You listen to the devil’s flattery:
“Don’t go out, stay in bed!”
But the voice of the spirit
Urges you to act.
You get dressed and run outside,
Ready to face the new day
And its traps.
You come back home content:
“I made it through today, too.”
Life has given you a recharge.
Don’t stop, don’t look for
An easy shelter where
You can only find false Peace.
And you think back to sin.
If your senses are five,
Don’t offend those who envy you
For what nature denied them.
In cemeteries echoes day and night
The deepest cry of all: “I could have.”